El Mañana (Murdoc x Reader x 2D)

5/4, Would Do Again

When we got to the concert area, which was an open field, with a stage set up, it had all seemed a little too sketchy at this point. But, the venue was big, and many people were cheering, talking random nonsense, so I assumed it was an actual concert. There were bouncers, which we had given our tickets to, and security guards. It wasn't going to rain outside, so everything was looking up. I mean, I was nervous, but at least it was somewhat safe.

We didn't get there late, I didn't think. I had already turned in our ticket as we made our way to a group of two metal folding chairs, a warm smile on Sherry's face. She was a social butterfly, she had thrived for this stuff. I could feel my stomach get more upset as people bumped into us, talking over the noise of the other people talking, which wasn't helping anybody. I flattened out my tutu, feeling a little childish, and not an ounce of confidence left in me.

"They are going to start soon. See, the lights are beginning to dim so you can't see them going onto the stage. Then, boom! They turn the lights on, and, suddenly, they are there." A sparkle danced around in her brown eyes, herself taking a seat next to me, and crossed her legs. My fingers nervously drummed on my thighs. She was so elegant compared to me, even in the slutty minidress. While I was childish, immature, and quiet, she was elegant, knew how to handle herself with people.

"I guess that's one way to do it." I responded, the noise of the crowd quieting down. I didn't know why they had the seats, not a lot of people were sitting in them. I decided to stand up as well, to blend in more with the crowd. She stood up next to me as well as the lights flashed on, instantly blinding me. I couldn't see, but I could hear something.

"Now, folks, we are just going to jump right in here. Hmm, aww, yes. This is a popular one." I heard a British voice call out, and I rubbed my eyes, wanting to see. I heard a bunch of screaming, a chanting of a few names which meant nothing to me, and Sherry laughing as she looked up at the stage. I wanted to tell her that I couldn't see. I was a petite woman, and even after I had magically regained my vision, I had a hard time seeing who was on stage. But then I heard laughing, the crowd became silent.

"Feel good." The lyrics were the first I've heard after a bass line ringing out. I blinked, and hopped on top of my chair, trying to see the stage. The singer had his back faced to us, himself in the chair. A grown up woman wearing sunglasses was on the guitar, and a large black man was on the drums. Then, there was a guy with a greenish- tinged skin making some obscene gestures, and violently pelvic thrusting, which was fun.

After a repeat of the words around seven times, I heard the first lyrics that mattered come out of his mouth. I was assuming it was a guy.

"City's breaking down on a camel's back, but they just have to go because they don't hold back." Oh. Oh my. Oh my god. I knew that voice. So many jam sessions, and here he was. I wanted to cry, I was relieved. And somewhat angry. But mostly relieved. It was him. I shouldn't have been this excited over someone I barely remember, someone who had watched over me when I was just a toddler.

"I know him, Sherry, I know him!" I yelled excitedly, but she looked at me, and shook her head, patting the top of my head. Suddenly, he turned around from his chair, singing the next verse, and I got a good look at him. I could recognize every feature. He was my best friend for the longest time, how could I have not. My mom didn't say anything about where he went, but here he was, alive and well. I couldn't help but notice that his beautiful blue eyes were gone, and replaced with black.

My mind was buzzing with thoughts. I didn't know how to react after they had finished the concert, and called up all of the people who had backstage passes to the backstage. They were attached onto a thin, blue string that had served as a lanyard. She grabbed my head, helping me around the back to where there was an opening. A crowd of five people, including us, had gathered around. People in the large crowd before were dispersing.